$2800 - 2 BR - 1150sf - 429 Euclid - Oak - Onsite Pkg Soon

Enter 18 x 27 Dining/Living Room From Stair
Years ago a tenant made an area the size of the bright part of the carpet in the photo into a great fenced play area for their child to explore

Bath 11 x 9.5

3 x 3 Shower at Left

Tub Not Used - Save Water

Bedroom 1 - 11 x 18

BR 1 Closet 6.5 x 6.5

Bedroom 1 - 11 x 18 - 3 Windows

Bedroom 2 - 10 x 14 - 1 Large Window

Bedroom 2 Closet 4 x 6

Bedroom 2 - With Rug

Kathleen and Paul are owners and live on site. So you'll get quick response to your needs and access to your washer/dryer in the basement.

Your apartment is only 100 feet from Grand Avenue and only 100 more to beautiful Lake Merritt where the winter birds are arriving. And runners abound.

Your Saturday Farmer's Market is closeby under/around I-580. Trader Joe's is just a few more feet. Whole Foods Market is walkable from your apartment. Sprouts Farmers Market is on Broadway and Safeway is closeby on Grand Ave.

Then there's the classic Grand Lake Theater. You'll find many good restaurants on Grand and Lakeshore. Walking Grand Ave and Lakeshore at night always reminds me of the Left Bank of Paris.

This area truly is a gem and Kathleen and I are glad and happy to live here. You will be too.

3/9/04 and 3/10/04 – Leaving the Ferry and on to Los Barriles!

3/9/04

This was written for the second "day" on the boat - March 9th and it carries over to the following day's report - March 10th.

Sharon Wallace was kind enough to contribute the journal for March 9th … We are so glad the waters did not make her seasick!

Tuesday, March 9 - Day 20

Up again by 6am. I thank the Heavens Above that I did not - nor do I now - have any symptoms of sea sickness. The drone of the engines made it impossible for me to sleep in our bed over the cab, but the couch was fine & I slept well.

To the upper decks we go - there’s the beginning of a beautiful sunrise. Dan & Carolee are already up on the deck. As soon as the sun starts to come up from behind the mountains others of our group straggle along, two by two.

Around 6:30 or so the breakfast room is open. At first they have sweet rolls and coffee and we are thinking Continental Style….. But soon after the kitchen person brings out plates of eggs, beans and corn chips coated in a picante salsa…. Very tasty!

Back on the deck…. Binoculars and cameras at hand. A school of porpoises (or dolphins?) swim by - frolicking up and down as they move downstream. Not too long after that we are fortunate to see at least one, probably 2, whales. They’re not close enough to determine species, but we got glimpses their backs, and the grand finale was a view of the tail (or fluke?) in the air. We are all watching birds, the shoreline, other boats or whatever we happen to see.

By 8:30 we are entering the harbor at La Paz. We see the ferry that was moored next to us at Mazatlan - it’s way out in the harbor. All the men (on our ferry) start projecting their guess as to which dock we will be directed. It’s funny to me to watch and listen to them. Around 9:30 we have docked and begin to disembark. This is a long process: the tow vehicles are first, then ours is the first rig off. We line up behind the tows …. Then the military enter to inspect. Three start to come into our rig, but Bill says “dos” (2), because there are only the 2 of us to watch. No problem. They open a couple of doors but the inspection is minimal. As the 2 men leave we see about 6 others standing in front of the US map which is on the side of our rig. It doesn’t have Mexico on it…. Too bad. They are pointing at the map and I point to Ohio…. Where my “casa” is . I wish I could take a photo of these military men, but because they are so serious and solemn I don’t even try to ask.

Inspection over - we pass. Larry wants to start moving us out to the side street after we are inspected. We get our wheel wells sprayed with an insecticide/herbicide (?) and then drive onto the street. Bill has been designated to help with the traffic coming off the ferry. Larry & Diane park on the street and I pull our rig in behind. (this will probably be my only time “driving” in Mexico). I am designated to help the other rigs get parked as they arrive. Finally all are off the ferry, fumigated, inspected and lined up on the street.

Then comes the various interpretations of the hologram and it’s removal. It is finally determined that we will remove them ourselves and place them back on the paper they came on.

We have a travel briefing at 12:45. This was held at the entry of the ferry terminal because it was shady. Bad choice…. The semi’s continually drove in and out creating a high noise level and also a high diesel fume level. Larry had to yell and frequently had to just wait for trucks to pass. We are warned about the narrow roads and the propensity for drivers to take the middle. Bill & I had not gone 2 miles before a pickup truck was so close that he clipped the side mirror and shattered it. Fortunately most of the shards stayed in the frame and we were able to tape it well enough to still be effective. We are the first casualty of the trip.

It was only 70 miles to Los Barrilles, but the road was narrow, had lots of potholes and topes, had a fair amount of traffic, and at one place we even had to cross an arroyo with running water. It was a beautiful drive, though,, and we saw ocotillo blooming, cholla, lots of caracara, and a mixture of desert, mountains and sea.

As we entered the East Cape RV park around 5pm the men parking us gave us a Corona as a welcome gift! When pulling in we were directed past Kathleen and Paul into a “caravan” lane. We tried in vain to tell our parking guide that they should be with us, not shuttled off to the side. He kept insisting that they weren’t with our caravan. We finally had to drive on. When we got to our parking place, there were the Smith’s - already parked 2 spaces down. Then the blue, look-alike Lazy Daze came rolling in and parked across from them. Of course we all had a big laugh and walked across to greet the newcomers from Seattle. Not very often do we see three Lazy Daze in the same RV park.

Teresa, the park owner, gave us a friendly welcome to Baja including suggested activities as well as a lilst of restaurants and other facilities. After this, Bill & I walked to the local Taquaria, getting lost on the way, but after asking twice, found it and had wonderful Burros…. Huge and absolutely delicious…. The cost for both $6.60 (dollars). Unbelievable!

After eating, we walked home…. At 9:15 pm, the windows are open, the fan is on, I have on shorts, a sleeveless T-shirt and am barefoot. Unreal!

Our guest editor for the following day (in Los Barriles) is a fellow Californian an – Ruth Carothers, who hails from San Jose!

Ruth was born in Price, Utah and lived in Idaho before making Calibfornia her home. Ruth has three children who live in California and one daughter who resirdes in Arizona. Fifteen grandchildren and 15 or 16 great-grandchildren, who are scattered all over the U.S., give Ruth plenty of excuses to travel.

Travel has been something this lady has always enjoyed. She and her husband were members of the IOOF Travel Club. After his death, mutual friends introduced Ruth to a handsome young fellow who also loved to travel, which they have enjoyed for 2 ½ years.

Ruth’s companion is Byron Walkley (who hails from Birmingham, Alabama) and who has been traveling for over 23 years. Byron now resides in the Bay Area, too, as do his three children: Suzie who lives in Pittsburg, CA, Doug who lives in Oakland, and Debra who lives in Vallejo, CA.

Today has been rather unique in that there were actually at least three options from which we could select: (a) - Renting an ATV and joining the other “Adventure Caravan’s Hell’s Angles” on a four-hour excursion, (b) – Participating in a local walking tour, and (c) Walking on the BEAUTIFUL beach, relaxing in one’s chair, resting, relaxing and taking it easy. Therefore, in addition to Ruth’s entry, there will be a report on the ATV adventure and the Walking Tour.

We are so pleased that Ruth has agreed to share some of her insights and views of this journey:

This is a free day for everyone. We are in the East Cape RV Resort in Los Barriles. The day started with roosters crowing, doves cooing and the weather was cool. At 10 o’clock it really warmed up!

Some of the Caravaners will take a walking tour of the town; others will take four hour tours on ATVs. We are having a day of motor home repair and just having a laid back day.

This is a lovely park with a great host, and large spaces. This is appreciated by everyone.

A walk to the beach was short, and a beautiful sight.

At the end of the day, a group of us gathered and walked to La Palma Taqueria for supper, and to say it is unique is an understatement!

From Ruth and Byron’s day of quiet relaxing, we have a report from an ATV enthusiast, Connie Sykes:

We chose our steed and received instructions for driving, for safety and hand signals that would be used during the trip.

The ride was a bit jerky for most of us who don’t ride these 4 wheeled animals routinely.

The beach is beautiful and we really could see the affluence here. There were homes along the shore which were very nice. We passed a motor home and a tent who were neighbors right on the beach. Choose your lifestyle, it’s all here.

We headed away from the water and up to a flagpole/monument overlooking the whole area. The Mexican flag is only flown from this pole once a year on the Feb 24. The view was magnificent.

We were up and down through thick and thin and we learned to shift down and up with less difficulty each time

The mountains or hills, depending upon where you’re from, went from sea level to about 1100 ft. and were dense with cactus and a lot more flowers than I expected. Someone explained that instead of their usual 5” of rain per year, this year they got the whole 5” in Jan. Many areas were carpeted with yellow or purple flowers among cactus the size of trees.

Like all boys with toys, our guides found water in this desert area for us to play in. We went in and out of the Pequeno Rio many times and found a perfect spot for the lunches we had carried, with welcome shade from a very high, sheer cliff.

By the time we’d been 40 kilometers (24 mi), the drivers were all experienced, the steeds tamed, and everyone was dirty and happy that they had gotten to see such beautiful country.

And finally, a short report on the Walking Tour:

Theresa (the owner of this place) took us on a walk from the RV Park to a Bloquera (brick making place) –

where we also saw some 50 cocks that are raised for cock fighting. One such specimen was worth $5,000 – American dollars!)

We visited the East Cape Smoke House where we saw up-to-date machinery that smoked the catches of the local and visiting fishermen. They had some smoked mackerel for sale – the samples tasted delicious! And we stopped at a tortilleria, where we could purchase fresh tortillas as well as very delicious chocolate or cheese filled empanadas!

From us walkers, to the ATV “nuts” to the sensible, staid and comfortably rested and relaxed remainder of the Caravan, we are united in our appreciation of this lovely area and RV camp.

3/19 - ON A TEN-POINT scale, if I am at level two in any field, and desire to move to level five, I must first take the step toward level three. "A thousand-mile journey begins with the first step" and can only be taken one step at a time. - from 7 Habits of Highly Effective People by Stephen Covey